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Night Court Ring

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I’m fucken screaming

Oh my god

Look. At. It

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dear god the sheer magic of being so invested in a book you just sit and read half of it feverishly without any ability to stop, just gulping down word after word like it’s water in a desert and your eyes aren’t fast enough for your mind and when you reach the last page you look up and realize you’re not decades and miles away but in the space of your own room,,,, truly unmatched by any other human experience

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feysand and nessian:

azriel:

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"Maybe I believe that it's time for Elfhame to be ruled by a queen.”

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am i the only one who does nawt care that every single sjmverse character is the most beautiful and powerful being alive....like srry i get why that repetition could be annoying but all im seeing is that im reading abt a bunch of sexy ppl

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I really truly cannot stop thinking about the scene in AKOFAF where Casteel is fully devoted to finding Poppy the perfect piece of cheese

Despite the fact that people are trying to engage him, their PRINCE, in likely important discussions about the future, he just nods along like yh yh great, I hear you, but internally he’s solely focused on his task of evaluating the cheese on offer, to the point where Poppy even notices & wonders why he’s been staring at the cheese for so long

Like?! If I don’t end up with someone who will prioritise scouring an entire cheese board just to find a slice they think will make me happy, over literally any other obligation they may have at the time, then I want no part of it

We all deserve to be loved like that

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the original crows trio is amazing because jesper is so excitable and bubbly and inej has more heart than all of ketterdam put together and yet both of them have chosen as their favourite person a mean little guy with the temperament of a wet cat

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A few pages have done that

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new fanart for Crush by Tracy Wolff and im in love!

from left to right we have Flint Montgomery, Jaxon Vega, Grace Foster, Hudson Vega and Macy Foster.

artist: @whimsicalillustration on instagram!

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friendly reminder:

“Where is my wife?”

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So another couple scene, this time with Bryce and Hunt from Crescent City by @therealsjmaas. If you have read the book, you know which chapter this is 🌝. And if you haven’t, then maybe you should find it out haha. Well, I hope all of you like the final version of this illustration since I’m not going to be able to be very active on social media as usual. Enjoy this lovely couple 💖🌜 ⠀

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I think my favourite thing in Heir of Fire is that Rowan spent all that time teaching Aelin how to make shields, daggers and arrows of fire and then when it really came down to it - when Narrok and the soldiers attacked Mistward - he turned round and said "don't get fancy. Take them down by any means possible."

He really went from "It's all about precision and accuracy" to "You know what? I literally don't care anymore. Forget everything I said. Burn them to a crisp"

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Rhysand be like “I know a spot” and then takes you to the Weaver’s cottage

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the autumn prince lucien

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Elain, Feyre, and Nesta.

Did you miss them? I was feeling some sorta... nostalgia for these terrible books.

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BIG DICK ENERGY AZRIEL IS UNDEFEATED. 

High lords, Attors, Amren, and everyone in between. No one wants to fuck with him. I love it.

“Amren and Mor told me that the span of an Illyrian male’s wings says a lot about the size of … other parts.” “They also said Azriel’s wings are the biggest.”

“But it was from Azriel that Keir cringed. From the sight of Truth-Teller.”

“Amren bared her teeth at him. Azriel’s beautiful face didn’t so much as shift.”

“Even as Azriel spoke, that frozen rage dulled his face. And Eris was wise enough to finally pale at the sight. Perhaps that was why Eris had kept knowledge of my powers to himself. Not just for this sort of bargaining, but to avoid the wrath of the shadowsinger. The blade at his side.”

“There was no kindness on Azriel’s face as the snow settled—the immovable mask of the High Lord’s shadowsinger. The Attor began trembling, and I almost felt bad for it as Azriel stalked for him. ”

“And the shadowsinger leaned down to whisper something in his ear that made Eris blanch further.���

“The other lords kept glancing to the shadowsinger in dread and rage and disgust. He only leveled that lethal gaze back at them.”

“But it was Azriel who said, his voice like cold death, “Be careful how you speak about my High Lady.” Surprise flashed in Tamlin’s eyes—”

“She doesn’t need anything,” Azriel answered without so much as looking at Lucien.”

“Azriel dug his knee—and all his weight—into Eris’s gut. He was silent, utterly silent as he ripped the air from Eris’s body. Beron’s flames struck the blue shield, over and over, but the fire skittered off and fizzled out on the water. Any that escaped were torn to shreds by shadows.”

“People often made the mistake of assuming Cassian was the wilder one; the one who couldn’t be tamed. But Cassian was all hot temper—temper that could be used to forge and weld. There was an icy rage in Azriel I had never been able to thaw.”

“Chain me to a tree, Rhys,” Azriel said softly. “Go ahead.” He began checking the buckles on his weapons. “I’ll rip it out of the ground and fly with it on my damned back.”

What a legend.